An eyebrow rose upon his forehead. He didn’t believe it at all. She looked like she hadn’t eaten for days. Leaf never really took her eating habits into consideration. Darren could take care of that no problem… But if Fire realizes that Green is unhealthy, would she yell at Leaf for not trying to help feed her? But… if he did, would she yell at him for being too close to her? GODDAMMIT.
“Yoooou sure?” He gently poked her stomach. “I can’t eat everything alone. I’ll leave a bit for ya though, alright?” He slowly got up and strolled over to the kitchen, readying himself a plate.
“I am sure,” she voiced out, a soft giggle leaving her, “I am strong after all.” She followed the other to the kitchen, watching him get himself some lasagna. It smelled good, she couldn’t deny that. Slowly, she got herself a plate too.
It was at times at these that she could compare her wrist with someone else’s, and wonder if this difference in width was normal. Of course not. It’s true that men had thicker wrists than women, but that didn’t take away that she was slimmer than average. A sigh escaped her. It was probably for the best if she gained some pounds before growing even weaker, but honestly, her mind was only set to battling. Damn Fire.